Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Xie Limo's heart beat irregularly because of his excitement, and deep ripples appeared in his heart.

He quickly walked towards the door, like a gust of wind, curling up the cool breeze at night.

He looked at the figure step by step from the street in the distance, beautiful but thin, he was the person he loved.

With only one glance, he could no longer look away, a little fine light overflowed in his gorgeous eyes, gentle and spoiled, with deep love, such light seemed to be able to surround people and never escape open.

Xie Limo watched the man come a little bit from a distance, he could even hear his nervous breathing.

He hasn't seen her for a long time. When he missed it, he really lived like a year.

This is the first time the two have met since he remembered things thousands of years ago.

He hurt her thousands of years ago, so when I saw him again, the pain in his heart was too obvious.

He Xie Limo has always been indifferent and casual, but when faced with the loved ones of these two worlds, he will have various complex emotions.

Yun Bixue's eyes have always been on the Charm Bird.

She even walked at night like she was collapsed, her steps were all floating.

If she didn’t tell herself to be home soon, she thought, she might have passed out like this.

She walked towards the door of the house dimly, but when she looked down at the shadows on the ground, she shuddered.

This time, Yun Bixue seemed to have dissipated the whole person, she looked up a little bit.

When she saw Xie Limo in sight, her eyes flickered, with the obsessive look of those who missed.

At this moment, the emotions in her eyes could not suppress the surge, even the apex of the heart was trembling, and she couldn't help but want to approach.

Even tears flickered.

Yun Bixue shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, "An illusion again!"

After that, she continued to bow her head and walk forward.

Yun Bixue's murmured words fell in Xie Limo's ears, piercing his heart like a sword, and the distressed feeling spread to the whole body.

He walked towards Yun Bixue step by step, came to her, then reached out, gently pressed her head, and pressed towards the position of his heart.

Xie Limo's movements were as gentle as if he treated the most precious treasures.

He sighed: "Axue, it's me, not an illusion."

This soft sigh seemed to sigh into her heart, leaving Yun Bixue still in a trance.

She is so exhausted now that she really cannot distinguish between illusion and reality.

Yun Bixue really thinks that the possibility of illusion dreaming is relatively high. In fact, she is also very uncomfortable in her heart.

No matter what happened a thousand years ago, at least for this life, Xie Limo did not do something that was sorry for her.

She missed him so much, her heart hurt, especially when she was tired and helpless now, she really wanted to lean in his arms and listen to his voice.

Thinking this way, Yun Bixue dropped a tear.

Xie Limo looked down at the tear in the corner of her eye as if it hurt his heart.

His hand shook slightly, and wiped away the tears in the corner of his eyes for Yun Bixue, "Axue, please, don't cry, don't cry, I'm here, it's not an illusion, it's real, I'm here."

Yun Bixue carefully recognized this voice, listening to his heart beating, so clear.

Yun Bixue shuddered, and she looked up at Xie Limo with her eyes wide open. Then she recovered, "You... didn't you return to Xiefu?"

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